Lyrics
Seven pounds
Or seven tons
It doesn't matter
To your seven sons
It all ends up here
And we turn it back again
Gear and chains
Bolts and handles
You can watch it melt
Like Fridays candles
It all ends up here
And we turn it back again
Load that bed
Watch your head now
What we got
Will get us fed
End up here
And we'll turn you back again
Roll that scale
Push that rail
The scrap we took
Will never fail
End up here
And we'll turn you back again
Soda cans
Bent hub caps
The price of copper
Is selling saps
It all ends up here
And we turn it back again
Trap that crook
Ledger book
He took your picture
Bit that hook
End up here
And we'll turn you back again
P.O. Box
Bolt cut locks
Barb wire gate
Like fort knox
End up here
And we'll turn you back again
Oh, turn it back
Writer(s): John Siegel
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